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Later that evening Emma was laid on Mary Margaret and David's bed.
Emma had been exhausted after her long day at work, not really wanting to talk to anyone.
She had flopped onto the brunettes bed, listening to David clonking about in the kitchen, trying to figure out how on earth to make lasagne.
Emma just blocked him out and lost herself in her thoughts.
Emma decided to make a list and systematically analyse everything about Regina, working through her thoughts logically usually helped Emma to make sense of her feelings.
She was one of the most attractive people Emma had ever set eyes on.
Emma knew that you should never base you whole relationship on how someone looks, but Regina really was something else.
Her legs melded perfectly with her heavenly shaped ass.
Her slim arms and delicate hands, with elegantly painted nails.
And her eyes, Emma felt like she could drown in Regina's chocolate eyes, even just the thought of them made Emma's tummy feel like there were butterflies.
She understood Emma.
She wasn't afraid of Emma's shyness, or Emma's inability to swallow her pills.
She knew when Emma was tired, she let the blonde sleep on her shoulder and held her to show she was safe.
She hadn't gone out of her way to force personal information out of Emma, she had simply talked as if they were old friends, catching up on what was new.
But she had a kid.
Emma knew that kids always complicated things.
She knew her depression and anxiety could cause friction in Regina's little family.
Emma felt her chest constricting as she thought of the amount of time and effort David and Mary Margaret spent each day fawning protectively over her, and making sure everything was ok.
They knew her every move and what it meant, they could read her like a book and always knew exactly what to do about everything.
She didn't think Regina had the time, nor the energy, to do any of those things, and even if she did she didn't want Regina to have to 'put up' with her.
Emma sat up, even more confused about what she was feeling that when she had laid down.
She noticed Mary Margaret had entered the flat, the brunette suddenly catching her eye.
"You ok?" She asked, padding slowly over to the bed and sitting cross legged next to Emma. "You look like you have a lot going on in that little head of yours."
"I just… I can't figure out what I'm feeling." Emma sighed, letting her head drop back onto the bed.
Mary Margaret played with Emma's hair.
"You like Regina?" Mary Margaret asked, Emma not surprised that Mary Margaret knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Yeah, but…" Emma struggled to find the words she wanted.
"You don't know if she likes you?" Mary Margaret asked, cutting Emma off.
"Well, I saw her today, I was going to visit you at the station, but she said she'd just been in and seen you." Mary Margaret paused, seeing a smile tugging at Emma's lips.
"She brought me a bearclaw." Emma hummed lightly, not quite laughing.
"She asked me not so subtly if you batted for the other team." Emma looked wide eyes at Mary Margaret.
"She did not?!" Emma exclaimed, sitting bold upright in the bed.
"I kid you not Emma, she likes you, don't let that slip away." Mary Margaret rubbed Emma's cheek. "You deserve to be happy, baby."
She smiled, Emma dropping back on the bed and furrowing her brow in deep contemplation.
"I'll leave you to think things over." She went to get off the bed, but Emma held her hand firmly.
Mary Margaret understood, lying next to Emma on the bed, pulling the blonde into her arms.
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